The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning was stunned for a moment. It seemed that this girl thought he was out looking for prostitutes in the middle of the night?

"Xiang'er, go and get busy first." Guan Ning said.

Tang Xiang'er nodded, hummed, and obeyed Guan Ning's words. She was so gentle. From last night on, her heart and her body belonged to Guan Ning.

If you look closely, you will find that Tang Xiang'er has tied her hair up, which is a sign of being a woman and also a way of telling outsiders that she is taken.

Wait until people leave.

"Cough cough."

"I say, even if I go out to look for women and bring them back, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Guan Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiang felt inexplicably guilty, bit her red lips with her silver teeth, and stomped her feet.

"It has something to do with me!"

"This is the palace, not your home, and bringing a woman from outside back here is immoral!"

Guan Ning suddenly touched his chin, smiled a little evilly, and looked straight at Yuan Xiang: "Miss, you are not in love with me, are you?"

Time seemed to freeze for a moment. Yuan Xiang was stunned, and then reacted dramatically: "I fell in love with you? What a joke!"

"Why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like?"

"How could the only daughter of me, the great Sima of Zizhou, fall in love with a wanted criminal like you?" Her beautiful eyes were filled with disdain, not giving him any face at all.

"That's good." Guan Ning muttered.

"What did you say?" Yuan Xiang became even angrier, her voice like that of a tigress.

"Haha, what I mean is that you are a high-ranking rich girl, and I am just a fugitive who lives on the edge of death. If we start flirting, your father will definitely not let me go."

"So, it's a good thing that you don't like me." Guan Ning said with a smile.

What he said was sincere. He could accept Tang Xiang'er because he was the only one for her, but Yuan Xiang was different. She had a great family and a father who doted on her.

"What do you care!" Yuan Xiang snorted.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" Guan Ning sat down, drank a cup of strong tea, and felt relaxed all over.

Last night was Tang Xianger’s first time, and for him, the man who got the first blood, it was so cool.

"Let's go out and play." Yuan Xiang said.

"I don't want to move today. Please go find Li Zhibao."

Yuan Xiang was unhappy when she heard this: "I won't go with him... Wait, what do you mean, I invited you, and you dare to refuse me?"

She put one foot on the stool, looking down at him with a fierce look.

Guan Ning's head hurt. "Can you be more ladylike?"

"What a shame for such a beautiful face."

Yuan Xiang hesitated for a moment, then put it down and said hesitantly, "Do you men all like gentle and soft-spoken women?"

"You men? Who else?" Guan Ning raised his eyebrows.

"My dad."

"He thought I didn't know, but I knew everything. He and my mother's distant cousin have been flirting for many years." After saying that, Yuan Xiang sat down without any interest, supporting her cheek with her hand, with some unhappiness between her brows.

Guan Ning probably guessed what was going on and sighed inwardly, this little tigress is actually quite pitiful. Her mother died when she was young and her father is busy. Who can she talk to or make trouble with?

There was no one to teach her how to embroider or study.

I couldn't help but comfort him: "Well, actually you have to be more open-minded."

"Your father is the Grand Marshal of Zizhou. He controls both the military and the government. He is a powerful figure among the big men. It is unacceptable for a man like him not to have three wives and four concubines."

"Your mother has been gone for so many years. As far as I know, he has never remarried, right?"

"If you have someone you like, just let him go. When you get old, you'll have someone to accompany you."

Yuan Xiang's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she angrily asked, "Why are you speaking up for him?"

Guan Ning was stunned for a moment, and felt a little distressed when he saw Yuan Xiang, who was crying and looking aggrieved.

"Okay, I won't say anymore."

Yuan Xiang wiped away her tears stubbornly: "You haven't answered me yet, do you men all like that?"

"Not at all."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Xiang asked again.

"Everyone is different. Some are kind, some are scheming, some are generous, some are narrow-minded, some are well-behaved, and some are unruly. Similarly, everyone likes different people."